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My Life in a Nutshell (or in GIFS):
How I am with my best friends:
90% of my day:
How I feel at work everyday:
How I feel when I realize my husband and I are awesome:
When people ask me when we’re having kids:
Outside I’m like:
Inside I’m like:
And then they keep talking about it and I’m like:
When people start telling me things about their personal life that I don’t want to know:
When everyone around me is being an A-face:
When people start talking about having kids and everyone looks at me:
How I answer every question:
My unamused/not-actually-shocked look:
How I feel when someone moves/touches/takes something on my desk:
How I feel when people use incorrect grammar:
When people keep talking about things they know nothing about:
How I feel when I realize someone has commented on way too many Facebook posts:
How I dance:
To sum me up:
I’d apologize for all the GIFS, but I really don’t care….
(Note: I claim no credit for any of these, they are all from various interweb sources/ tumblrs)
Happy Hump de Bump day!
-Yeah I have RHCP stuck in my head….
-It was a Fabulous day in mail, as I received my packages from amazon (2 Joshilyn Jackson books and and the movie Silver Streak), as well as a free sample of Biore products and an LLBean catalog.
-You should read things by Joshilyn Jackson. I highly recommend starting with gods in Alabama but all her books are fantastic. They are funny, witty, enthralling, heartbreaking, and uplifting with a heavy dose of snarkiness.
-Now, I’m making coffee, so I can dig into those books with a cup of coffee in hand. Nothing sounds better. ❤
-If you’ve never seen Silver Streak watch that too. It’s comedically on par with Blazing Saddles, Young Frankenstein, & (more modern) Hott Fuzz.
-I wish I had more time to devote to writing on here…
-I don’t understand a true use for tablets.
-Life never works out how you expect it to, and I’m just fine with that.
-I’m also good with the idea that no one else might ever read my scripts… but I’ll keep writing them because I love those stories and I love those characters.
-I need moreStargate SG-1 in my life.
“There are gods in Alabama: Jack Daniel’s, high school quarterbacks, trucks, big tits, and also Jesus.”
“Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you have imagined.”– Henry David Thoreau
This is the quote at the end of my yearbook from senior year.
This Saturday marks 5 years since the class of ’07 graduated.
Expect nostalgia this week.
That is all….
As is becoming a Wednesday tradition….
-Happy hump day! Though this week feels much quicker thanks to Memorial day weekend.
-Record breaking heat past couple of days. Summer is here!
-Which makes me want to listen to Summertime by the Fresh Prince.
-Btw who else loves Fresh Prince of Bel Air?!
-“In West Philadelphia born and raised….”
-Yep I can def rap/sing that whole song. #90skid
-Does anyone else in the world remember the kids show, Ghostwriter?!
-Or disney channel’s Bug Juice. I loved that show.
-It’s officially been 5 years since my senior prom.
-Ahh here’s to Zaza’s (eat the eyes!), standing on street corners fully decked in prom stuff when it’s 90 degrees, having random guys stop at a green light at said street corner to rap to you, limo drivers who like the same music as high school kids, and pre-prom being the BEST part of prom.
-A total of 2 people will get that last statement.
“Yo homes smell ya later!”
Alrighty, I know I said I wasn’t going to post one of these today, but I’m feeling it, so here we go. I’m about to quote OTH, but it’ll be good for even you non-fans, so stick with me.
“It’s the oldest story in the world. One day you’re seventeen and planning for someday. And then quietly, without you really noticing, someday is today. And then someday is yesterday, and this is your life.”– Nathan Scott
Are you where you thought you’d be right now? What were your plans for your future? What did you dream 5, 10, or 15 years ago? Have you achieved those dreams? Did you ever really believe in them from the start? Why did you dream them? Was it because you loved those things? We put so much value in life on what our dreams are versus what our job is. There’s some sort of weird idea that following your heart & dreams means giving up on anything in life to have them. Isn’t that kinda stupid? You might have a dream when you’re 17, but as you grow up, that dream might morph into something different. So, why hold on so tightly to that initial dream that you’d be willing to give up on amazing things? Some people’s dreams are super practical… be a doctor or lawyer, what have you. Some people’s dreams are to be an artist or a writer, and that isn’t always so practical (I know a little something about it). Why is that bad? It’s OKAY to have impractical dreams… as long as you have some practical ones too.
Have you ever met someone who thinks they’re so much better than everyone else because they aren’t caught up in capitalism and money and are suffering for “their art”? I hate those people. But, I also hate the people who just become their job, they become soul-less automatons who are nothing without going to the office everyday. What happened to passion? There’s a weird belief that if you have a dream, that isn’t what you do for a living, that you’re sacrificing your dream. But there’s also a weird belief that you have to sacrifice everything for your dream. That it has to be your job. Isn’t that kind of silly? And then, if you don’t give your soul to the job you’re in, then you must not care about it. Poor dreams, there’s just no winning for them is there?
Actually, there is. Because doing what you love… that’s the dream. It doesn’t matter when or where or why. It’s not about a job. A job does not define you. What you love defines you. Remind yourself of that and focus on it. We’d all be a lot happier if we did. My job is nutrition. I love nutrition, but my job is just a job. Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m satisfied with it and I’m committed to it. I do a good job and I don’t half-ass things. Ever. But, without that job, I’m still me. It doesn’t define me. I won’t let it. What I love defines me. I love to have friends over and laugh hysterically at really strange and stupid things. I love drinking tea on Sunday mornings. I love when I get to see my niece or nephew or Godson smile. I love to just sit with my husband and relax. I love to have bonfires in the summer, watch the leaves change in the fall, wait anxiously for the first snow, and marvel at the changes in the spring. I love writing. When I start listing all those things, what my job is and what my dreams were don’t really matter. It doesn’t matter what my job is for the rest of my life, I’ll be fine. As long as I can keep writing on the side, keep enjoying my friends, keep laughing, and watch my family grow together, then I’ll be happy. Even if I never achieve my dream of being a screenwriter, I’ll be happy. Because, guess what, I have other dreams too. I want to be happy. I want to laugh ridiculously hard on a regular basis. I want to have beautiful children and raise them into amazing people. And, I’ve already achieved the dreams of falling in love, getting married, and buying a house. All practical dreams, and just as real as being a screenwriter. Or just a writer.
So, where am I going with all this? I want to remind everyone to remember what their dreams were. And then to remember why they were your dreams. Because you loved them. If you aren’t doing those things, don’t fret. You still can. At the end of the day, a job doesn’t matter, neither does an old dream. What matters is what you love, and more importantly, doing what you love, as often as you can. It doesn’t have to be for money or for any reason, except that you love it. Because by doing what you love, you’re already achieving your dreams. I was reminded of this recently, because I started focusing on writing with all these goals, just to try and achieve my dreams. And I failed. And I wasn’t enjoying it. So, I went back to the beginning. I started writing again, just to write. Because I didn’t start writing because it was my dream. I started writing because I loved it. Then I made it my dream. Take some time to remember what you love to do, whether it’s new or old, because it’s what makes you, “you.” Reconnect with yourself. Learn who you are and how to be happy for yourself. I promise, if you do something you love, you will be happier.
So, now, I’m just writing. Not because I have to, not because of a dream, but because I love it. I encourage all of you to do the same. Find your passion and do it, as a hobby, as a second job, or hey– if you’re lucky enough to be a practical dreamer– as your actual job. Whatever you do, just enjoy life. Our time here is far too short not to.
I’ll leave you all with this:
“Find something that makes you happy– do it. Because everything else, it’s all just background noise.” -24 (Xander Berkley as George Mason).
-Oh how I hate dentists….that’s right kids, my tooth is still effed. FML.
-Brighter note, new admin started a work. Ch ch ch changes.
-Celebrated my good friend’s birthday with some good times and delicious food… only thing missing was some BC.
-I wrote some other more deep and thoughtful posts but I’ve legitimately had no time to type them. Not even a little bit.
-Hell, my life is ridiculous with business.
-Had more fun with friends.
-Did an extreme amount of yard work. Ouch. Tomorrow’s gonna hurt.
[Sidebar: I now have “Then the Morning Comes” by Smashmouth stuck in my head.]
-I then did housework.
-Even though I have time today, I’m not going to type those more deep and introspective blogs, because my brain is just not happenin’.
Ahh quotations. My husband often picks on me for using them. He wonders why I can’t just say my own words. I recall Anthony Bourdain being similarly mocked during an episode of No Reservations. Perhaps it’s a writer thing. All I know is that I can’t quite pinpoint why I love quotes so much. It’s a myriad of reasons. Sometimes it comes out of utter amusement or because the situation I’m in reminds me of the quote. Then, other times, it’s because that quote speaks to me. Whether it’s because my heart hurts or I need some inspiration, sometimes a quote helps me keep going. Then, sometimes the quote is about power; sometimes the words of a powerful person strike more meaning than the words of some random person. And frankly, sometimes a quote says it better, more succinctly than I can; it states how I feel and begs no questions. It just is; and perhaps in the process it will resonate with someone else who needs to hear it.
So all of that long winded explanation? Well it’s just my way of explaining this new series I’m doing. Every so often I’ll post a quote that’s on my mind, and maybe add a bit of an explanation with it.
I’ll start you all off with an easy one…
“The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.”- Eleanor Roosevelt
I don’t think this needs much of an explanation. And if you know me, or even if you’ve been reading this blog, then why I love it shouldn’t need too much of an explanation either…
-Hallelujah, it’s Friday!
-Bruce Campbell is pretty much awesome.
-I’m officially an aunt again!
-I love quotable things.
-That’s probably why I love Gilmore Girls so much.
-I kinda like the idea of just blogging out into the universe.
-I just realized I hate the word “blogging”.
-Doing what you love (even if it’s not your career) is extremely underrated. Find your passion, whatever it is, and utilize it!
-I think accountability is one of the most important and most lacking values in the workplace & in life.
-I hold everyone to the same standards I hold myself to. It’s not always fair but there it is…
-I’m a 23 year old female yet I still find Jackass movies incredibly funny.
-And in case you couldn’t tell, my interests are “teasingly diverse,” (love those Gilmore Girls quotes).
Peace out kids.
Welcome to my new series, in which I’ll (I’d like to say everyday, but really as often as I can) I’ll inundate you all with my random thoughts, stories, or annoyances. Enjoy!
-Babies: There’s a new policy in our house currently, if you ask my husband or I when we plan on having kids (or anything to that effect), you have to put money in a jar. I’m also considering instigating this for online use as well where people will pay via paypal. Here’s why: the decision to have a child is an extremely personal thing, as is going through the stages of trying to get pregnant. It can sometimes be devastating. Maybe I’ll get pregnant next month, maybe next year, but the fact is it’s my life. So until such time that I get pregnant and am into a safe stage in said pregnancy, it will stay between me, my husband, and God. Kaythanks. 🙂
-I had to get two teeth drilled into on Monday. My jaw still hurts from the Novacaine shot. I hate the dentist.
-I find myself missing looking forward to watching OTH every week. 😦
-Mobile versions of websites are generally pretty terrible.
-I really hate the dentist.
-I’m ready for summer! 🙂
-Which reminds me it’s snowed more in the last 2 days than all of December combined. >:O
-I can’t stand when TV shows are one week on then off the next (I’m looking at you CBS!).
–Glee finally had more than 10 minutes of actual plot this week.
-Did I mention I really really hate the dentist?